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Hell Hole Video (MV)




Performed By: Blakery
Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: Blake Richardson




Blakery - Hell Hole Lyrics




Shootin shit for fun
We Don't kick-box
Send shots
If it's not the pape you can kick rocks
Bitch I'm f*ckin busy why you blowing up my line
She just want some dick but I spinner everytime
Bang on that hoe cause wastin my time
Don't ask me for no features
Wanna do this shit alone
If it's not a sell I'm not picking up my phone
I'm working for myself and you just tryna get put on
I'm tryna go to London
Y'all niggas ain't on nothing
Felt like getting high but now I wanna leave the function
Don't need to compete
Cause they make dumb assumptions
You Dicksucking
I was in LA and I still felt cold
You could pull his bluff
And you still gon fold
I love my f*ckin brothers like a family
I'll do anything just to see them niggas happy

When I pop out strippers wanna f*ck me
Blake not a trick I can't let these bitches take me
And I don't want no f*ckin complements
You all on my dick cause you know I accomplish shit
I'm on a tangent
Seen Snake in yo eyes
I know you meant it
The way you switched up on me
That shit was pathetic
All the money in the world you can have it
Aye
But you still a f*ckin faggot
Now they tellin me I need to calm down
They knew I was that nigga when they seen me onna ultrasound
She on me cause you a clown
When you around me you don't make a sound
I'm tryna find my way and I heard you tryna copy
He not fittin in so he just hang wit anybody
Why they think that we in competition
We are not the same you just stuck in third dimension

You just a f*cked up kid living inn
A hell hole
I'm just a f*cked up kid living inna hell hole
Messed up kids living inna hell hole

We just some messed up kids living inna hellhole
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Shootin shit for fun
We Don't kick-box
Send shots
If it's not the pape you can kick rocks
Bitch I'm f*ckin busy why you blowing up my line
She just want some dick but I spinner everytime
Bang on that hoe cause wastin my time
Don't ask me for no features
Wanna do this shit alone
If it's not a sell I'm not picking up my phone
I'm working for myself and you just tryna get put on
I'm tryna go to London
Y'all niggas ain't on nothing
Felt like getting high but now I wanna leave the function
Don't need to compete
Cause they make dumb assumptions
You Dicksucking
I was in LA and I still felt cold
You could pull his bluff
And you still gon fold
I love my f*ckin brothers like a family
I'll do anything just to see them niggas happy

When I pop out strippers wanna f*ck me
Blake not a trick I can't let these bitches take me
And I don't want no f*ckin complements
You all on my dick cause you know I accomplish shit
I'm on a tangent
Seen Snake in yo eyes
I know you meant it
The way you switched up on me
That shit was pathetic
All the money in the world you can have it
Aye
But you still a f*ckin faggot
Now they tellin me I need to calm down
They knew I was that nigga when they seen me onna ultrasound
She on me cause you a clown
When you around me you don't make a sound
I'm tryna find my way and I heard you tryna copy
He not fittin in so he just hang wit anybody
Why they think that we in competition
We are not the same you just stuck in third dimension

You just a f*cked up kid living inn
A hell hole
I'm just a f*cked up kid living inna hell hole
Messed up kids living inna hell hole

We just some messed up kids living inna hellhole
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Writer: Blake Richardson
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